and suddenly
and suddenly i love my life.
you go out with a friend who you don't really know, not really, not in the sense that you know the "best" of your friends, like you wish you knew yourself, but someone who is, nonetheless, a friend, an ally, someone to get along with, and is, if the chance presents itself, someone to share with. and so you share, over beer and wings, and that in and of itself is NOTHING, nothing very noteworthy, but on the walk home, in the cold, in the silence save for the crunching of your feet over the snow, you become aware of this place, this THING around you, this feeling is a part of what you know, and have known, and will continue to know. this park, this expanse of snow, this ice rink and fluorescent lights, the crunch of snow and exhalation of breath, all of this is a part of you. and when you are back, the door closed securely behind you, and you take water from the sink, and sit in front of your computer to type this...
all of this is home.
you are in your life, because it's all around you.
you go out with a friend who you don't really know, not really, not in the sense that you know the "best" of your friends, like you wish you knew yourself, but someone who is, nonetheless, a friend, an ally, someone to get along with, and is, if the chance presents itself, someone to share with. and so you share, over beer and wings, and that in and of itself is NOTHING, nothing very noteworthy, but on the walk home, in the cold, in the silence save for the crunching of your feet over the snow, you become aware of this place, this THING around you, this feeling is a part of what you know, and have known, and will continue to know. this park, this expanse of snow, this ice rink and fluorescent lights, the crunch of snow and exhalation of breath, all of this is a part of you. and when you are back, the door closed securely behind you, and you take water from the sink, and sit in front of your computer to type this...
all of this is home.
you are in your life, because it's all around you.